On September 14, 1999, when my four-year-old son Sean and I walked hand in hand through the doors of the Coffs Harbour Hospital, I had no inkling of what was about to happen. I suppose I should have known something was seriously wrong with Sean, given that I was a…

Our Emily went to her new home two years ago on January 11, 1999. She was 11-years-old and in 6th grade. Her birthday is February 6th and she would have been 14-years-old this year. Let me go back to the day she was born. It was a difficult delivery and…

Each day as we go about our daily routines, there are children suffering with all types of cancer. As we are enjoying our activities, they are going through chemotherapy, blood transfusions, and endless poking and probing of their little bodies. Chemotherapy brings their blood count down. Each week when they…

Well to put it to you bluntly, it stinks. Some days are easier than others. I am constantly thinking about what we would be doing if she were still around. Causing trouble, giving our parents more gray hairs, and planning our weekend parties; I am sure that is what we…

Sunday, June 7, 1998 was a day that unfortunately many of us have experienced. Our happy, sweet 19-month old daughter seemed overly tired. By the next day, the lethargy only worsened. She was first taken to the pediatrician who ordered a CT scan and blood work. We never did make…